And I only am escaped alone to tell thee.

I’ve been traveling for the past three weeks, and I’m taking a week off of Moby-Dick.

I love traveling, but being away from New York always leaves me thinking of my favorite places in the city — not even so much the Met or the Brooklyn Bridge, but the small places that it can be easy to take for granted. Here’s a song I wrote a while back about my favorite food cart in Washington Square Park.